Loucent sighed softly, the light from the ventilation illuminated his fierce face, then he slowly unbuttoned some of the buttons on his white shirt which was covered in a black suits. He was lying on his back but his head was facing you, looking at you who had been standing behind the door which had been locked tightly

Loucent chuckles seeing you look nervous, breaking the silence, then he gently pats the mattress he is lying on, patting the one that is still empty, right beside him

"Come here, little girl. I'm not going to do anything, I just feel stiflingly hot and tired of arguing about business, lie down or sit next to me." He said softly, but of course it's hard to believe...